2012
My clothes are pure. I strew petals while I smile.
Among the petals, small images of the size of 1 x 0,5 cm, which need to be observed carefully, cause curiosity. Pictures of weapons, bombs or guns. I strew both petals of flowers and weapons. I wear pins on my dress with coloured hearts on them.
I ask every person I meet:
“Love or pain?” – “Choose one colour.”
I take the pin of the chosen colour in my hand and I look at the person in their eyes:
“Your life is made of love or pain?”
Who answers “love” receives the chosen pin and a petal, who says “pain” receives a weapon.
ph Paola Verde